Pop Champagne Lyrics

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Bounce!!
Bottles, in the, air, now!!!
Put your bottles in the air, now!!!
Bottles, in the, air, now!!!
Put your bottles in the air REMIX!!!

[Chorus: Ron Browz]

How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor, all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!

[Verse 1: Ron Browz]

We need more bottles tell ma hurry up
Tell 'em Ron Browz here hottest in America
Gimme sixteen bars and you know I tear it up
Know it's me when you see this fur in your area
And she call me all night cause you can get it up
On my neck on my wrist everything is litted up
Drinkin bottles of that Clique 'till I spit it up
Only get one life so you gotta live it up

If you in the things I'm in
Shorty we can be friends, shorty we can be friends
Right now
I wanna see you dance, see you dance (x4)

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim]

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Lil' Kim in the buildin you know it's goin down
Only thing besides money bring the dope boys out
And I ain't even gotta bring my purses out
When I'm with my dope boys everything is on the house
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
I feel like strippin while I'm dancin on the couch
Boys throwin money at me while they grabbin on their crotch
I'm holdin that bottle like an Ace of Spades model
Champagne in my veins even put it in my douche bottle
This Rose' got me wantin to freak out
He sweatin crazy like he pullin the sheets out
Red flag turn his balls into meat sauce
Deans want it so I keep hittin the streets off
Pop champagne like it's my middle name
Drive the champagne range
What we can't get we import it in the plane
We hot, so I keep the ice in the chain
Just incase the bottles ain't cold enough
I take it off my neck and then I drop it in the cup
Horny bitches wanna fuck
So put your glass up
Come up out the crowd and toast with Queen Bee and your boy Ron Browz

How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!

[Verse 3: Ludacris]

I made the Forbes list yeah I know you seen it
Eight figures so if I say it you know I mean it
Every verse is fishscale I tripple beam it
Then I freeze my hand up and pinky ring it
Went from nobody on the block to superstardom
I got women in Brooklyn, Queens, Bronx and Harlem
Hit my crib on the Hudson only if you’re worthy
I put three on there backs like a Iverson jersey
LUDA!!! HA HA HA!!! I pop champagne!!!
Girl I really love it how you pop that thang!!!
Tell the DJ to never stop that thang!!!
So you could back it up and just drop that thang!!!
ROCK THAT THANG!!!
LOCK THAT THANG!!!
AND NOT EVEN PATRICK WILLIS CAN BLOCK THAT THANG!!!
GOT MY BALLS AND MY BAT WHEN I COP THAT THANG!!!!
TAKE IT TO HOMEBASE AND I SOCK THAT THANG!!!

If you in the things I'm in
Shorty we can be friends, shorty we can be friends
Right now
I wanna see you dance, see you dance (x4)

How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!